Chapter 671
Lin De is frustrated and visits the teahouse. Wan Yao takes out the Lin family heirloom
Zhu Biao frowned slightly and sighed softly, his tone full of worry.
"Third brother, the matter of Lin De is of great importance. I hope you can think carefully and not let the court be involved in a deeper crisis."
After saying that, he slowly turned around, his back straight but revealing a sense of heaviness.
Zhu Biao's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he looked in the direction where Lin De left again.
That gaze was deep and distant, like a bottomless pool, as if it could see through all the secrets of the world.
It is full of complex colors, like an ancient scroll with delicate brushstrokes but difficult to interpret, making it elusive.
There was a hint of sympathy in Zhu Biao's eyes, which was a deep pity for Lin De's tragic experience.
Linde was born in poverty and lived his life on thin ice, being extremely cautious.
I only hoped to get the justice that was due to me, but fate played such a trick on me and I encountered such a misfortune.
Zhu Biao seemed to be able to see the endless despair and helplessness contained in Lin De’s hunched back.
He couldn't help feeling a wave of pity in his heart and clenched his fists slightly.
However, beneath this sympathy, there seems to be hidden deep thoughts.
Zhu Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind racing, considering the many possible reasons behind this matter.
Why did my father Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang publicly defend Zhao Xiuyong?
Is there some unknown secret hidden in this?
In this court, power disputes and conflicts of interest are intricate and every action may have a deeper purpose.
Zhu Biao was well aware of the pros and cons of this matter, and his eyes revealed calmness and wisdom.
At the same time, Zhu Biao was secretly sorting out this seemingly chaotic situation in his mind, trying to find the intricate connections behind it.
At that time, Linde dragged his legs, which seemed to be filled with lead, and staggered slowly away from the solemn and dignified imperial city that filled him with despair.
The setting sun was blood-red, and the bright red afterglow fell on Lind's body.
His figure seemed particularly long, and even more lonely and desolate.
Lin De did not head towards home as usual, eager to return home, but instead walked into a teahouse in Shangyuan County market as if possessed by a spirit.
The Shangyuan County market is usually bustling with people coming and going and the sounds of hawking one after another.
But at this moment, in Linde's eyes, it was as if there was a layer of mist, blurry and unreal, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The teahouse has flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.
The sign swayed gently in the breeze, making a creaking sound.
The red lanterns at the door emitted a soft light, but it could not warm Linde's heart, which felt like it was in an icy cellar.
As you step into the teahouse, you can smell the aroma of tea, with a faint fragrance in the air.
The tables and chairs are arranged in an orderly manner, and the tea drinkers are chatting and talking enthusiastically about the anecdotes in the community.
Or whispering, telling the friends around you about your thoughts.
But Linde turned a deaf ear to it. He stared out the window with a dull look in his eyes, letting the noise echo in his ears.
I felt like I was in another world, my heart filled with injustice and helplessness.
Linde was immersed in sadness and confusion, and was oblivious to the hustle and bustle around him.
Just then, a sound of light footsteps came closer and closer.
It's like a gentle breeze blowing quietly in spring, with a hint of agility.
A young girl dressed as a maid walked lightly and gracefully to Linde's side.
The girl was wearing a light green silk skirt with delicate little flowers embroidered on the hem.
It swayed gently as she walked, like a flower bud blooming in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance.
The girl had two buns on her head with two emerald jade hairpins inserted diagonally between them, making her look more playful and lively.
I saw that she had a pretty face and skin as white as snow and as smooth as a baby's.
Her eyes are lively, like a clear spring, crystal clear.
But at this moment, there was a hint of anxiety and concern in the girl's eyes. She bowed slightly and bowed.
The voice of the girl with double buns was clear and sweet, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
"Mr. Lin, I finally found you. My wife has been waiting for you for a long time."
Lin De looked at the girl in front of him with a puzzled look, frowned slightly and asked: "Girl, we don't seem to know each other, did you find the wrong person?
I have never met your wife, so why would she wait for me?"
The girl with twin buns did not respond immediately, but just looked at Lind quietly.
In those lively eyes, emotions were surging, as if hiding many unspeakable things.
After a brief pause, she slowly raised her hand, her movements gentle and cautious.
Then the girl carefully took out a jade pendant from her arms.
The jade pendant was warm and translucent, emitting a soft luster under the dim light in the teahouse.
The jade is delicate and warm to the touch, and it is obvious at first glance that it is a piece of priceless value.
The jade pendant is carefully carved with intricate patterns, and the lines are smooth and natural.
It seems to be some kind of ancient totem, exuding a mysterious aura.
The girl handed the jade pendant to Lind, and her fingertips accidentally touched Lind's hand.
Linde only felt that the touch was like the gentle brush of a feather, but it also seemed to carry an invisible force that made his heart move slightly.
The girl with double buns kept her eyes fixed on Lin De, her gaze full of expectation and seriousness.
It seemed as if this jade pendant carried thousands of words, and at this moment they were all condensed in this silent act of handing over.
Lin De looked at the jade pendant with some surprise, narrowed his eyes slightly, and examined it carefully.
"I also have a jade pendant with the same pattern at home, but it is a family heirloom left by my father.
I wonder where this jade pendant in the girl's hand came from?
Is there any connection between them?"
The girl cast her gaze towards a private room on the second floor with a hint of mystery in her eyes.
"Mr. Lin, if you want to know the origin of this jade pendant, you might as well go with Wan Yao to see my wife. I believe you will get the answer you want soon.
My wife knows many things that you don’t know.”
Lin De looked at the warm jade pendant in his hand. The translucent jade body was emitting a soft luster, as if silently telling of its extraordinaryness.
The curiosity in his heart grew like a vine, and he really wanted to know the origin of this jade pendant and what secrets it carried.
However, Linde's thoughts turned and he realized that he had lost his power in front of His Majesty.
Instead of getting justice, I was treated coldly.
Now the road ahead is uncertain and I am afraid there is no hope for survival. I am like a dying man.
All the curiosities and concerns in this world seem to no longer be important.
Slowly raising his head, Linde's eyes were filled with endless sadness and despair.
His lips trembled slightly, and finally he shook his head gently.
Even the voice when he spoke became low and hoarse.
"Forget it, forget it, all this has nothing to do with me anymore.
I am in a difficult situation now, so I don’t have the energy to explore these things.”
That action seemed like the final farewell to this world, and it also seemed like the helpless severance of the last bit of longing in one's heart.
He held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, and after a moment he handed it back to Wan Yao.
It seems as if he wants to draw a clear line with this last trace of unknown, quietly waiting for the verdict of fate.
At the moment when Lin De handed the jade pendant back to Wan Yao, the teahouse was still noisy, with the sounds of people talking and laughing and the clinking of tea cups intertwined.
Suddenly, a slightly cold female voice, like a faint breeze, came from the private room on the second floor.
(End of this chapter)